The resonating beat hit me almost as hard as the hood of the car. I will never forget that day of summer my freshman year that taught me a lesson I would never forget. I was riding my bike across the street with a 4-way stop for the cars, when my all of a sudden I heard really loud music. I turned around and all I felt were headlights and booming music ramming into my spine. I fell on the hood of the car and a surge of pain rushed into my back. The driver had clearly been distracted with the loud Chief Keef music he was listening to and hadn’t paid attention to the stop sign. He nervously told me he would take me home right after he got a car bike rack from his house to take my bike. However, it was apparent an hour later that he had no intention of coming back. I was so scared but I didn’t know who to call or what to do. Luckily, my friend’s mom who lived in the neighborhood drove by and saw me. She pulled up and asked if I was okay and she called the cops for me to track the driver. The cop came and brought me home with my bike. I learned from the distracted driver’s actions and promised myself I would never endanger my own or another person’s safety by driving distracted. Hitting a car is not as fun as hitting the nae nae. Don’t drive distracted.
Creekview High School